Contracted To The Alpha Daddy Novels & Stories

A knowing smile pulled at my lips before I could stop it. I finally knew what it felt like. To be wanted, to be desired. To be handled like something precious and then taken apart so thoroughly that the only coherent sound you could produce was his name. Muize had always made it look like sex was something rough and careless and over quickly. Alpha Zithan had dismantled that belief completely in one single night. Goddess. I was wet again just thinking about it. I shook my head and focused on the stairs. My Father first, then everything else after. I was almost at the bottom when I walked directly into a wall.

My eyes tightened, the sting from the tear that gather at the back of my eyes looming over me. His tongue licked the back of my ear, his cock kicking harder against my back. “Fuck it.” He groaned in his deep baritone voice, before beginning to thrust his finger in and out of my pussy, letting me feel every stretch. My nails scrapped the table and his thighs. “Daddy…” My voice cracked, tears spilling down my cheeks. “That’s what you get… that's what you get for desiring an Alpha. For wanting your daddy when your tiny little pussy can barely take his fingers.”

The new Alpha's expression was a mixture of shock and eagerness. “An alliance would be acceptable,” he said coolly, seemingly trying to hide his excitement and appear like a composed Alpha. “We can’t exactly discuss it properly now for obvious reasons,” Natalie said, flicking a look at the Alpha male of her pack, who was still very much in wolf form. “We’ll call it a temporary verbal contract—one that will expire in thirty days if you don’t contact us to lay out the details with Dominic.”

I hugged my father tightly because he might soon be gone if it was true that I had died and this was the past. The last bit of optimism I was holding on to died when my father started to speak, "Those bastards from the Knight corporations came again today with a better offer and some threats. Reed Knight must think money solves everything," he fumed. "I need you both to promise me that you won't sell the pack land to them if I die." There it was. There was my confirmation. I had died, and somehow, I was back to two months before it happened. Everything from that moment became a blur. My fiance promising my father, the remembrance festival for the dead alphas, and every activity up until the

Her eyes went wide as she bows her head, "of course, Alpha Maddon." I walk into my office with a cup of coffee and surprise my father, "hey, I think I got this now, if you want to fill me in on what I've missed?" He chuckles as he stands walking around the desk and sitting in one of the other chairs, I take a sip of coffee and set it down, "welcome back Alpha," he smiles, "there are a few new alliance contracts that need negotiating, there is an issue with one of the construction sites on the western side of our territory and the last quarter financials are ready for your approval."

They whispered something to each other, which I didn't catch. "Baby girl, let's excuse them." She smiled at Ava. "My leg hurts." Ava whined. "Just for a few minutes." The door closed, and I stared at my dad. "Alpha Darius needs an heir, and he promised to pay $500,000 for anyone who gives him a male child." "Okay, so where do I come in?" I asked. He sighed. "I want you to apply; peradventure you will bear him an heir, and use it for my treatment."

"Unfortunately for them, they will never find you." ​I tried to scream, to spit at him, but my lips still wouldn't move. ​"I believe you are wondering who I am," he said, walking slowly toward me. "Well, I'll tell you. Your fucking Alpha killed my father ten years ago in a battle. Ever since then, I have been watching him, waiting for the perfect moment to strike and ruin his life. But then I realized you were his precious possession—his all in all. You are his greatest weakness, the only thing he truly cares about in this world."

The Alpha presence that filled the space was overwhelming. Marcus descended the steps one at a time. Each step echoed like thunder in Flora’s ears. He stopped a few feet away from them. Ryan looked up confidently, but Flora kept hers lowered. But she could still feel Marcus’s gaze burning into her. A long, unbearable silence stretched between them. Then Marcus spoke. His voice was calm and measured. “As Alpha, it is my duty to protect the unity of this pack.” Ryan straightened slightly. “And a child born into our pack deserves stability,” Marcus continued.

“Is this where you tell me the rules of being your… contract bride?” The word tasted strange on her tongue. “Yes,” Darius said. “And the consequences of breaking them.” He moved closer, slow and deliberate, like a predator who knew there was nowhere for its prey to run. “Rule one,” he said. “You do not leave the stronghold without my permission.” She lifted her chin. “I’m not a prisoner.” A corner of his mouth curved. “You signed a binding contract with an Alpha. You are whatever the contract says you are.”

My father hadn’t told me he was giving me out to be a slave to an alpha but I can clearly see that even though my father was an alpha, he didn’t even know everything. I then remembered the contract, it had been specified that the alpha and I would never get intimate with the alpha and I should avoid trying to sexually provoke him and now he was going back on his words? “But the contract Ronin,” my mouth itches to include the alpha. Calling him just Ronin made the moment more intimate than it already was. “Fuck the contract,” he reaper sound exasperated that I was asking such a thing. I had to ask though, my life was taking an entirely different route.